Perhaps he noticed Zhao Lu's loneliness, and Bian Shouyi, who was standing next to him, showed a rare high EQ and said, "Let's not talk about this. Zhao Lu, didn't you say you wanted to write a good novel?"

"You said that even if you couldn't pass the entrance exam to become a true practitioner, you could still become a decent novelist and live a good life."

"How is it? Is the novel finished now?"

Hearing this, Zhao Lu said self-deprecatingly, "You are the only one who takes the jokes I told when I was a child seriously. As for novels... I stopped writing them a long time ago."

"Ah? Why?"

Zhao Lu held the empty glass bottle in his hands and said calmly, "Shouyi, do you know why I wanted to write a novel in the first place?"

Bian Shouyi shook his head: "I don't know; you don't seem to have told me."

Zhao Lu lowered his head and looked at the road not far away with lifeless eyes.

"The reason why I want to write a novel is because my life is too ordinary and common. I want to experience a completely different life in a novel."

"I think I have an ordinary appearance and come from an ordinary family. I can neither amaze anyone's youth nor have any long-lasting love."

"Whether in the past or the future, my life is destined to remain unchanged and will not cause any disturbances."

"But novels are different. In novels, there are not only bizarre worlds but also lives that I cannot envy."

"No matter whether the ending of the story is happy or regretful, the process of writing a novel is always wonderful, and it is something I can reach but cannot achieve."

"Shouyi, everyone wants to be the one on the stage, but I know very well that the stage is so small, and ordinary people like me are destined not to be able to stand on it."

"So, I once hoped to build a stage that belonged only to me through novels, but reality told me... fake is fake after all. I can't fool others; I can only fool myself."

"No matter how beautiful a bubble is, it is just a bubble. It will burst one day."

Zhao Lu stood up and prepared to return the empty glass bottle to the store.

Just when he passed by Bian Shouyi, Zhao Lu suddenly said, "Shouyi, you came to see me for something today, right?"

Bian Shouyi drank the soda in his hand in one breath and stood up.

"Auntie asked me to come look for you. She said your birthday is coming soon, and she wants you to come back when you are free. After all, you haven't been home for more than a month, and you didn't even return her calls. She is a little worried."

"She knows you're under a lot of pressure from studying, so she doesn't dare to disturb you, so she asked me to come over and pass on a message to you."

"Auntie told you not to worry too much. She will work hard to make more money and buy you as many cultivation resources as possible to relieve the pressure on you."

"You just need to practice hard in school, and she will take care of the rest."

Hearing this, Zhao Lu nodded calmly, then put the glass bottle in his hand into the basket placed at the entrance of the convenience store.

When he turned around, he answered seriously, "Shouyi, tell her that I will go back when I have time."

"Can..."

"That's it, Shouyi; I'm glad you came to see me today."

"But I'm not a genius like you after all. I must hurry up and practice; otherwise, I won't have any chance of getting into the Taoist Academy. See you later."

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After saying that, Zhao Lu said goodbye to Bian Shouyi and turned to walk towards the school.

Looking at his back, Bian Shouyi inexplicably had a bad feeling.

He always felt that something seemed to have happened to his good friend, but he just didn't want to tell him.

If it were someone else with a passionate personality, they might have asked Zhao Lu directly about the matter.

But for Bian Shouyi, who is devoted to practicing swords and not good at socializing.

He would never do anything a bit excessive.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it. If Zhao Lu has something to say, he will tell me."

Thinking of this, Bian Shouyi is no longer worried about it.

He came to the roadside, hailed a taxi, and left Jiangnan City No. 3 High School.

At this time, Zhao Lu walked to the school gate and looked at Bian Shouyi getting into the car and leaving, and secretly clenched his fist hidden in his trouser pocket.

"Shouyi, although my life is destined to be a supporting role, who doesn't want to stand in the light?"

"I'm not willing to accept this. I am not willing to accept this."

"Why am I destined to sit in the audience and applaud? I also want to stand on the stage and perform my own life."

"Is it Su Chen from the human dao class?"

"A person who can defeat Bian Shouyi can probably become good material."

"After all, you, Su Chen, are from the human dao class, and I, Zhao Lu, am also from the human dao class."

"If I can eat you, does that mean that I, who am also a member of the Human Dao team, will be able to defeat Shouyi on stage one day?"

"This... is exciting."

After murmuring this, Zhao Lu licked his dry lips slightly, then took a big step towards the depths of No. 3 High School...

...

"Classmate, classmate, what's wrong with you? I asked you why you came to our school; why didn't you reply to me?"

The security guard of No. 3 High School looked at the handsome young man in front of him wearing the uniform of No. 1 High School with dissatisfaction and asked curiously.

Hearing this, Su Chen immediately withdrew his gaze from a student in No. 3 High School.

He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I just seemed to see my former junior high school classmate, so I was stunned for a moment."

"Then you can't just ignore me. After all, you're not a student of our school. I can't let you in casually."

"Is that so? Then please wait a moment. I'll ask my homeroom teacher at No. 1 High School to talk to you."

Seeing that Su Chen had a good attitude, the security guard simply agreed with him and said, "If the teachers on both sides can communicate well, then I can let you in."

"Okay, then please wait a moment; I will call my class teacher now."

"OK."

Su Chen walked to the school gate, took out his cell phone, and called Lao Chen.

During this process, he looked at the figure in the teaching building of No. 3 High School in confusion.

The figure was none other than Zhao Lu, who had just passed by him.

Su Chen recalled the strange aura he had just felt from Zhao Lu, and his heart was filled with doubts.

Why could he hear two heartbeats in one person?

Moreover, when he looked at the man with his Green Lotus Pupils, the aura of that man was also very strange.

It's so strange that one person's spiritual power... can be so clearly divided.

It was as if there was a part of the spiritual power in his body that did not belong to him at all.

Weird, really weird.

But before Su Chen could think about it, the call to Chen Fugui was connected.

"Hey, Xiao Chen, why did you call me suddenly? Don't tell me you want to take leave again. You've already been on leave for more than a week. I will never approve your leave again."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You must be trying to see if you can ask for leave to continue playing games. I'm telling you, there's no way. Do you hear me?"

"The college entrance exam is almost here. Even if you have amazing comprehension, don't even think about skipping classes to play your damn game. Practice hard!"

Hearing the scolding from the other end of the phone, Su Chen subconsciously moved the phone further away.

After Lao Chen finished speaking, Su Chen took back his phone and said helplessly, "Lao Chen, I told you that my last leave was an accident, not for playing games."

"And I'm not calling you this time to ask for leave. I want you to help me talk to the teacher at No. 3 High School. I want to go in and meet some old classmates."

"Meet some old classmates from No. 3 High School? Okay, okay, I'll tell No. 3 High School right away."

"But listen carefully; after you meet your old classmates, come back and practice hard."

"Also, I bought a batch of training resources for you. Remember to come find me when you come back. Did you hear me?"

"I heard it. I heard it."

After hanging up the phone, Su Chen couldn't help but sigh.

Although playing the role of an internet-addicted teenager was a character he had already thought of.

But it's still a bit troublesome to play such a good role.

As a result, Lao Chen had a deep misunderstanding of him because of this almost lifelike character.

He thought he wanted to take a leave to play games again.

Didn't you ever think that Su Chen was the kind of person who only thought about taking leave every day and playing games?

Su Chen thought about it and thought that if he could keep taking leave and play the real cultivation game at home, it would seem... not bad!

"Okay, classmate, our teacher here already knows your situation; you can go in."

"Thank you, uncle. Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome."

Su Chen walked into the gate of No. 3 High School and looked up at this unfamiliar campus.

He hoped he had guessed correctly about how to activate the dungeon; otherwise, it would be a wasted trip.

With this thought in mind, Su Chen walked directly toward the depths of No. 3 High School.

His target... is directly the training room of No. 3 High School.

(end of this chapter)